AND
I HEARD
A VOICE FROM HEAVEN SAYING
UNTO ME,
WRITE,
BLESSED
ARE
THE DEAD
WHICH DIE IN
THE LORD FROM HENCEFORTH:
YEA, SAITH THE SPIRIT,
THAT THEY MAY REST
FROM THEIR LABOURS;
AND
THEIR WORKS
DO FOLLOW THEM.
AND
I LOOKED, AND BEHOLD
A WHITE CLOUD,
AND
UPON THE CLOUD
ONE SAT
LIKE UNTO THE SON OF MAN,
HAVING ON
HIS HEAD
A GOLDEN CROWN,
AND
IN HIS HAND
A SHARP SICKLE.
AND
ANOTHER ANGEL
CAME OUT OF
THE TEMPLE,
CRYING
WITH A LOUD VOICE
TO HIM THAT
SAT ON THE CLOUD,
THRUST IN THY SICKLE, AND REAP:
FOR
THE TIME IS COME
FOR THEE TO REAP;
FOR
THE HARVEST OF THE EARTH IS RIPE.
AND
HE THAT SAT
ON THE CLOUD
THRUST IN HIS SICKLE
ON THE EARTH;
AND
THE EARTH WAS REAPED.
LOVE
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